"Ready or not here I come!" a voice hissed down the hall.
I was silently panicking as I heard that one sentence and was peering through a keyhole. I was hiding in a small cabinet. I had no chance at winning this game.
There was no winning.
The seeker would always find me in the end.
And it'd lead me to my doom.
I heard footsteps creep closer and a wicked, cackling, laugh coming closer.
Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!
It was the end.
I was going to die.
Suddenly all sounds stopped and I slowed my breathing. Placing my hand over my mouth in attempt to silence my breathing from my nose.
I peered through the keyhole and didn't see anything. I wasn't going to move from my spot. Not unless I truly had to.
I felt warm but cold air breath down my neck and it sent tingles down my spine. Goosebumps formed on my arms and neck. And I knew... I knew it was behind me. It found me.
"Found you..." the seekers voice a hissing ring in my ears. I wept silently, tears falling down my face.
Goodbye world...
